Solitaire: Rise of the Waste

Chapter 248 God Clan Bloodline 2
This also made Yaotian Continent not to mention divine beasts, even holy beasts are rare, not to mention monsters like Long Yuan who have reached the peak of divine beasts.

"But why are you thanking me? Actually, I didn't do anything, just dripped a drop of blood." Feng Caitian still didn't quite understand, and felt a little puzzled.

At the Qibing Pavilion, when she took out the Xuanbing Artifact Refining Technique, Lu Gang's eyes were straight. The joy and shock were beyond words, and it was not something that could be pretended.

But if Lu Gang is really capable enough to refine Longyuan's divine weapon dagger, why is he still interested in the mysterious ice refining method for refining the holy weapon?
Feng Caitian couldn't understand it.

"If it wasn't for the master's divine blood, with Master Lu's sacred weapon, I might have to be sealed in the dagger forever." Long Yuan glanced at Feng Caitian gratefully. Perceived.

However, he was shocked again by Long Yuan's words!

"Blood of the God Race?" Feng Caitian opened her mouth wide in surprise, "You said there is blood of the God Race in my blood?"

how can that be!

Although she doesn't understand bloodline, she still understands the meaning of the four words "bloodline inheritance".

My own beauty mother, although her cultivation base talent is good, it is only good.

Not to mention her own father, although she doesn't know how to practice, but looking at the entire history of the Feng family, she has never heard that the Feng family is a descendant of the gods!
The light and fluffy words made people speechless in the same shock, and there were Bai Yu and Fuqiu.

I saw two people, one big and one small, their eyes widened in tacit understanding, and then looked at Feng Caitian in disbelief, their big eyes were full of inquiry.

It is true that the master's previous life was the Qiankun Lord of the Qiankun God Realm, but that master has not yet become a god master, and it is even more impossible to obtain it. But what happened to the blood of the gods?

Long Yuan's eyes twitched slightly, apparently he did not expect his words to bring such a big reaction to several people, he nodded slightly and said, "Yes, you do have the blood of the God Race in your body, although it is not very pure, but it definitely has blood. A quarter, or even a higher concentration."

"Huh?" Feng Caitian's mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

"It's absolutely true, you do have a quarter of the blood of the gods flowing in your body, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to wake up at all, and it would be impossible for me to break the seal and transform into a weapon spirit." Fearing that Feng Caitian would not believe it, Long Yuan added.

"Oh." Feng Caitian nodded with a vague understanding, and did not continue to ask.

Then, as if remembering something, he asked with concern, "Then have you recovered from your injury?"

Long Yuan's heart warmed, but his cold expression remained the same, "No, in order to break free from the shackles of the Heavenly Tribulation, most of the power of my soul has been lost. If it wasn't for the master's god race blood, I wouldn't be able to transform at all."

Speaking of this, Long Yuan lowered his head sadly.

The physical body was destroyed, and the 7-year cultivation base fell short, and the water was no longer covered.

Although he can take human form again now, he is not what he was back then.

From now on, he is no longer the noble and extraordinary King of Dragons, he is just a ray of spirit in the master's dagger.The huge gap made Long Yuan's eyes extremely melancholy, and a strong sense of loneliness quietly lingered around him, lonely and sad.

"You don't have to be too sad. As long as you have breath, you still have hope. Since you are immortal, God must have given you better arrangements." Feng Caitian comforted softly.

(End of this chapter)